The Colossus

February 25, 2018

Amidst rolling hills
Of endless evergreen
Stands tall a mountain
Crowned with clouds.

She is ancient,
Long ago alive with
Sulfur smoke and
Molten earth

Now tranquil,
She lies dormant.
She’s old enough to know
The rivers’ true names.

Quietly slumbering
Above man’s progress,
She will be here long
After we’ve gone away.

MSBQ